Song Xian was successfully led astray, "What you say seems to make some sense."
Lu Jingyan looked down, dejectedly sipping his coffee.
"Still, what's with Sheng Xian's strange preferences, first recognizing someone as older sister and then as a younger sister?" Song Xian muttered, resting her chin on her hand. Seeing that Lu Jingyan across her didn't utter a word for a long time, she reached out and tapped on the table in front of her, "Why are you so silent?"
"Annoyed," Lu Jingyan said, stirring her coffee with a slim spoon and sighed.
Song Xian also heaved a sigh.
After a while, Lu Jingyan sighed again.
The two of them, unable to reach any conclusion after much discussion, went on sighing for a while. Song Xian couldn't take it anymore, "Stop sighing. If you keep this up, it feels like I'm the one who's heartbroken, even though I've never been in love."
